One morning last week President Eisenhower strolled through the French doors of his office into the White House rose garden, and found himself hip-deep in schoolchildren. They were Negro and white members of the fifth grade at the
Nishuane Elementary School in Montclair, N.J., and the President had a personal, perhaps a vested, interest in them. After greeting the kids, the President spotted their Negro teacher. He strode over and shook hands. "Hello, Johnny, it's good to see you," he said to John H. Hunt, who was his mess sergeant in World War...
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